This entry is for all my fellow filmmakers out there. I know the struggle when it comes to filming something, and filming it for cheap (or even free). More often than not, I hear the following excuses: I don’t have …
Love Song in Sepia
I remember her hands turning the knitting needles like mercury. Beating yarn into fabric. And in her wisdom, she’d spin her words into gold. I studied each line on her brow for truth. Reading the creases like India ink. Dark. …
5 Simple Steps Sure to Spur Creativity
The enemy of creativity in 2014 is distraction. Growing up in the 80’s, I didn’t have the Internet or cable television. There weren’t 500 channels to distract me. No one was addicted to Twitter, Facebook, or Pinterest. As a kid, …
Miss Ivalee
I was driving back to Cincinnati from Atlanta, and since I had never been to Nashville before, I thought I would take a couple days and hang out on Broadway Street. I forced myself to wander around with the camera …
Hunchlog: A Collaborative Musing Exercise
Hunch noun : a belief or idea about something that is not based on facts or evidence. I love hunches. I have a hunch there’s something holy about them. And I think having the courage to act on your hunches is the …
Show Me The Opportunity
Over the last couple of weeks, I’ve written about developing a team of friends who will become some of your most valuable supporters, cast, and crew. And I discussed key elements to remember when writing and developing your story and …
Time Haiku
Time’s an illusion But my wristwatch keeps ticking Nice trick, Switzerland. Photo (Flickr CC) by JD Hancock
Dark Side of the Bridge
Naperville, Illinois is a beautiful city, and along the river, there’s a wonderful variety of areas to photograph. I saw this covered bridge that crosses over the DuPage River and loved how distinctly different the view was from either side. …
Technicolor Chum
I have the seasickness. I’m not sure where I caught it, but put me on a boat with lumbering waves and it’s going to happen; my tummy’s gonna turn sour. Years ago, before kids, Leah and I went on a …
Mosaic: Poem
Mosaic Give them to me. All the pieces of your broken heart. Give them to me. I’ll take them. All the rough-hewn misshapen bits of your shattered dreams. Give them to me. I will take them. Give them to me. …